The evolution
Innate desire to live
beyond one’s means
and beyond one’s time
makes the evolution sustain.
21.07.2007.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Time (part 6) .
time is a gift and curse,
time is for the better or worse,
time will make us ride a hurse,
time created the universe,
time created the constitution,
time creates evolution,
time is unfair,
time makes you grow grey hair,
time doesn't really care,
time is something you can't share,
time sometimes is funny,
time is what it takes to earn money,
time makes the world go round,
time in history is lost but also found,
time can be a disaster,
time sometimes makes you live happy ever after.
1/18/2009
Copyright ©2009 Jose Murguia
poem by Jose Murguia
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All progress is based on a universal innate desire on the part of every organism to live beyond its income.
quote by Samuel Butler
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All progress is based upon a universal innate desire on the part of every organism to live beyond its income.
quote by Samuel Butler
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Time (part 1) .
time turns the weather from hot and cold,
time makes us grow old,
time is a split decision,
time is what we have alot in prison,
time is something you cant buy,
time keeps going even after you die,
time is money and money is time,
time is what you get when you commit a crime,
time is something you cant break,
time is something you learn from a mistake,
time doesnt grant you wishes,
time is based on decisions,
time is something you remember from the past,
time is something that goes by so fast,
time gives u another try,
time makes you laugh and cry,
time makes you happy and sad,
time is something you want more but never had,
time has no end,
time can make you a better man,
time makes you choose wrong from right,
time turns day to night,
time makes you forgive but not forget,
time is something you could regret,
time makes you go under pressure,
time is something you will always treasure,
time is never enough,
time is easy but also rough,
time can make you rich or poor,
time is something we all want more.
06/01/2007
Copyright ©2009 Jose Murguia
poem by Jose Murguia
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All progress is based upon a universal innate desire on the part of every organism to live beyond its income.
Samuel Butler in Notebooks (1912)
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Ancestral Woman
I was never child
My maternal granny called me an old, old soul
I seen time come and go
I gave birth to giving birth
Ain’t nothin I don’t know
The sun is my shade I pull it down to allow darkness and light
To give birth to the same day, the eternal now
Then, you ask me, as woman
Then, you ask me, as a colored woman
Then, you ask me, as a female
Then, you ask me, as a black female
Then, you ask me, as a Mother
Then, you ask me, as the epitome of androgeny
What is my contribution, evolution ain’t as old
I been in the grave, beyond the grave
I been the grave, I had to brave the newness of oldness
I remember when silence was communication
Being blind the revelation
Not knowing the greatest education
Nothingness the only information
I am the past, my innateness the futre
My being the immediate now
I am the ancient androgenous embryo
I render gender apropos
I survived domestice violence and sexual abuse
Being told I am of no use
Cause I won’t accept yo validation
As my self-reaization
Then, you ask me, as a woman
Then, you ask me, as a colored woman
Then, you ask me, as a female
Then, you ask me, as a black female
Then, you ask me, as a Mother
Then, you ask me, as the epitome of androgeny
What is my contribution, evolution ain’t as old
I been the grave, beyond the grave
I been the grave, I had to brave the newness of oldness
How does it feel being a Woman
It feels like
I Am all, in all, sustain all, absolutely independent of all
My power never diminishes
Life never starts, never finishes
I come from The Woman we are
She is the ultimate extended family
There is only One Woman
She is the innate evidence exuding all women
My very composition is memories of being other women
I am made of every Woman
Then again, so is existence
I Am The Temple minus the veil
I, Am still waiting to exhale
Then, you ask me, as a woman
Then, you ask me, as a colored woman
Then, you ask me, as a female
Then, you ask me, as a black female
Then, you ask me, as a Mother
Then, you ask me, as the epitome of androgeny
What is my contribution, evolution ain’t as old
I been in the grave, beyond the grave, I been the grave
I had to brave the newness of oldness
Then, you ask me what, is my contribution
poem by Josephine DixonBanks
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Hothead
Here in the shadows where we, stand watching lady, watching man
Reading the pictures as they roll -
We see the planet lose control
Hothead!
Evolution, nonstop evolution
Hothead!
Hothead!
Evolution, nonstop evolution
(hothead..)
Time, time will change the picture (all the time)
About time!, (all the time)
Time will change the picture
How to change the points of view
bout what is fake and what is true
Blow by blow youre telling me
Youll change the course of history
(chorus)
Bop bop bop bop, bop-bop-bop
Bop bop bop bop, bop-bop-bop
Bop bop bop bop, bop-bop-bop
Bop bop dop bop
Time!, time!
I turn you on you turn me off
Right now Im suffering from this culture shock
You spread confusion wherever you can
With shaking heads and shaking hands
Use propoganda to manipulate
When they make a bust you protect the state
Then the body break and the body tumble -
So you build it up, then you watch it crumble.
Time will change the picture
(evoltion, nonstop evolution)
About time, time will change the picture
(evoltion, nonstop evolution)
About time, time will change the picture
(evoltion, nonstop!)
song performed by by Duran Duran
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Fly Away, Follow Desire
desire is hard to spell
it used to live in streetcars
and complicated the life of one who
finally
lost himself in the labyrinth of
too much thought
i spell it secretly
and i don't spill it like your
beans in Malta
it is hard to pronounce
to fulfill it you do not even have to utter it
it must live in the heart
it must grow in the body and keep itself ready on the groins
or the thighs or the lips
or the soles of your feet during the cold pour of the rain
by the side of your window
the possibilities are always myriad
welcome it
do not deny the rights of desire
it makes you write so well
it smooths the rough seas of your journey
makes you forget what is coming
to destroy you
forgive yourself, embrace desire
do not harm
be good, be gentle
keep on waiting for the right time
cut those boundaries
travel and if you have the wings ready in your mind
try
fly away
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Brief, Encouraging Note
It surely was a hard time
For you to have to say 'goodbye'!
Did she really care about your plans,
Your talks, your efforts, your dreams?
Tell us what happened, honey, and why?
Try and overcome it by all means.
Keep your faith, live your days wisely,
Face your plight,
And things will certainly end up
Getting right!
(May 2007)
poem by Maria C. Costa
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I Believe In You.... Dear
life is full of meaning that only you and i can tell
everything we share and take, is just but a memories
to remember, that we have partake, the pain and joy is
an experienced of life, a thing to ponder, that we live
is not a journey of lossing oneself but a giving of the best
in you, in giving we learn to live again
life has no contenment it is in our heart that makes it
satisfying to live, for in dying oneself we learn that giving is
something most value of what our soul cherish, our heart desire
to live of what is love, but only in giving that we die
life desire the best to live, for in you, i learn to die, a painful life
encounter of my soul, it is in giving of what is dying that the
meaning of existence is dying the most value in you
your not an angel that i forsake, not even God whom i adore,
nor the master of myself that i respect, or a designer of my
destiny, yet your the wisdom of time that makes me what i am
life that i live with you, is but a searcher of who iam in you, in the
universe, in the moment of time where i exist, your something
that my soul can't resist......
a light that transcent beyond my sight
a sky that i can reach and touch
a horizon of rays that only i can feel
a beauty that flows within my soul
a wisdom that only you can whisper in my heart
a voice of en endless time that tells me that i am not alone
life we take in our journey to the beyond time, is wonderful, and the
answer of fate we meet is a beginning of our unending committment
to live where it ends
poem by Antonio Liao
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A Father Image I
Oh father, my father
Am humbled by your ways
As you sustain innate integrity
Of having a low profile lifestyle
Always patience and responsible
As you stay loving mum till now
Oh father, my father
Am inspired by your manners
As you hold the cool temperance
Of always being forgiving and caring
Always supportive and understanding
As you are standing by for us till now
Oh father, my father
Am encourage by your humility
As you practice sound principles
Of fatherhood and a counselor
Always guiding us by example
As you live a clean life till now
No wonder I am your son
As I walk on your footsteps
Of being a dear good father
To my beloved own family
How I wish I could live on
To be like you till now at 75
poem by Marvin Brato Sr
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A Passion Gone
things that we like to
do never tire us
it is the tiredness
that surrenders
this passion makes us
alive
desire stirs us like
a big whirlpool after a tsunami
it is this quest
that makes us indefatigable
but when every passion is gone
every desire consumed
what is left is nothing
there is no reason to live
and we find ourselves
dying to be dead...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Claim
Some claim
that I am idealistic -Idéalisme (redirection depuis Idéaliste)
En philosophie, l' idéalisme est un courant de pensée qui affirme la prééminence des formes abstraites ou des représentations mentales sur la réalité, qu'elle soit expérimentée ou inintelligible.-
If you want me to dig more for the sake of the argument I will state simply that
I am!
Being idealistic is overseeing simplicity as it is, then make it beautifully crafted and complex.
love means feeling someone, be that person - This is feasible not possible-
I dive and dwell into details;
I like to use all my neurons, the right side of my brain before the left one;
I do not think money -Sorry lady who wants to flirt on and with me.-
I like stress, pressure, cold, hot temperature, darkness, noise, ugliness, disorder, difficulties, dizziness, playing with words, paraphrasing, reading without sound, creativity, silliness, patterns, clouds, height, depth, the absence of colors, the non-sense that makes sens, ambiguity, awkwardness, conditions, future, future, future, future, and the concept of species and the basic need for evolution, what makes evolution evolution, wilderness, fire, water, the Sun, the Moon, Jupiter and my myth of Eileen.
What is wrong with that?
poem by Atef Ayadi
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An Ever Open Door
Desire to live, love and dream
Desire to desire more
Desire is the flirtiest whim
It's an ever open door.
Desire to touch you once
Desire to break into a dance
Desire to hold your hand
Desire to build on sand!
It's an ever open door
You desire and desire more!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Explorations: XXV
a journey,
an evolution...
a life long forgotten
i lived
as many times as i died...
i laughed as many times as i wept..
i rejoiced as many times as i suffered..
ironically, every time i emerged a shade better,
not bitter, whatever i went through..
there's always a trade off...
though i lost mostly
unknowingly or knowingly
i traded the security
of a cage and gave up the sky...
no regrets...
no remorse...
one always gets
what one asks for, i suppose
did i ever live the way i wished
is it possible to live the way one wishes?
will i ever move out of the cage
i confined myself to?
am i not habituated to the cage?
isn't that simpler and easier way to live...?
only a free-bird knows of the difficulties
of the endless skies it flies across
let's see, my friend...
this journey
this evolution
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Meaning Of War
Meaning of war
War means bombing
War means explosions
War means fire
War means destruction
War means hating
War means mutilation
War means killing
War means tears
War means guns
War means loss
War means not of who is right
War means not of who is wrong
War means only of whom is left
poem by Oscar Montano
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War Means
War Means death
War Means destruction
War Means fire
War Means bombing
War Means sorrow
War Means turmoil
War Means tears
War Means guns
War Means blood
War Means confusion
War Means explosions
War Means mutilation
War Means sickness
War Means killing
War Means occupation
War Means loss
And lots more
But after one side
Or the other side
Has finally had enough
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up
War Means Peace
poem by Brie Carter
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War Means
War Means death
War Means destruction
War Means fire
War Means bombing
War Means sorrow
War Means turmoil
War Means tears
War Means guns
War Means blood
War Means confusion
War Means explosions
War Means mutilation
War Means sickness
War Means killing
War Means occupation
War Means loss
And lots more
But after one side
Or the other side
Has finally had enough
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up
War Means Peace
poem by Mrunal Nandankar
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Man & war
Man live for hatred,
Man live for fighting,
Man live for selfishness,
Man live for destruction,
Man cries for peace and make war,
Thus, man now means war!
In Afghanistan, man makes war,
In Egypt, man makes war,
In Syria, man makes war,
In the Republic of Congo, man makes war,
In Ivory Coast, man makes war,
In Niger, man makes war,
In Nigeria, man makes war,
In Libya, man makes war,
In the Middle East, man makes war,
Thus, man is synonymous with war!
What is peace to man?
Peace to man is domination of the weak,
Peace to man is oppression of the meek,
Peace to man is iniquitous subjugation,
Peace to man is possession of absolute power!
Man, in the name of Shaka Zulu caused wars,
Man, in the name of Napoleon Bonaparte caused wars,
Man, in the name of Adolf Hitler caused wars,
Man, in the name of George Bush caused war,
Thus, man knows no peace but war!
For how long will man be the destroyer of life?
For how long will man be the hater of beauty?
For how long will man believe in conflict with nature?
Does man regret and repent for killing Jesus Christ?
Man will never change nor repent ‘cause man is perennially married to war!
poem by Niki Nicholas Nkuna
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You Will Know What Time It Is
I am not the reason why...
You have no time to do what you do.
You speak as if
What I do to get done
Is something you wish you could do?
And that may take something
You now do not have!
Or perhaps it goes unseen.
Out of sight,
Even by you it flies!
When you grab hold of 'desire'...
You will know what time it is!
And less of it
To me you will give!
That's how it is!
Especially when you do something,
That makes you feel more positive!
You will find your time...
Becoming more valued as you live!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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